Poems by William Wordsworth: Including Lyrical Ballads, and the Miscellaneous Pieces of the Author : with Additional Poems, a New Pref., and a Suppl. Essay, in 2 Vol, Volume 2 |
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Some say , if to the Pond you go , And fix on it a steady view , The shadow of a
babe you trace , A baby and a baby's face , And that it looks at you ; Whene'er
you look on it , ' tis plain The baby looks at you again . And some had sworn an
oath ...
Some say , if to the Pond you go , And fix on it a steady view , The shadow of a
babe you trace , A baby and a baby's face , And that it looks at you ; Whene'er
you look on it , ' tis plain The baby looks at you again . And some had sworn an
oath ...
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He drew his scraps and fragments , one by ope ; And scanned them with a fixed
and serious look Of idle computation . In the sun , Upon the second step of that
small pile , Surrounded by those wild unpeopled hills , He sat , and ate his food in
...
He drew his scraps and fragments , one by ope ; And scanned them with a fixed
and serious look Of idle computation . In the sun , Upon the second step of that
small pile , Surrounded by those wild unpeopled hills , He sat , and ate his food in
...
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Old Daniel begins , he stops short — and his eye Through the lost look of dotage
is cunning and sly . ' Tis a look which at this time is hardly his own , But tells a
plain tale of the days that are flown . Dan once had a heart which was moved by ...
Old Daniel begins , he stops short — and his eye Through the lost look of dotage
is cunning and sly . ' Tis a look which at this time is hardly his own , But tells a
plain tale of the days that are flown . Dan once had a heart which was moved by ...
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But dance ! for under Jedborough Tower There liveth , in the prime of glee , A
Woman , whose years are seventy - three , And she will dance and sing with thee
. Nay ! start not at that Figure — there ! Him who is rooted to his chair ! 1 Look at ...
But dance ! for under Jedborough Tower There liveth , in the prime of glee , A
Woman , whose years are seventy - three , And she will dance and sing with thee
. Nay ! start not at that Figure — there ! Him who is rooted to his chair ! 1 Look at ...
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1 Look at him - look again ! for He Hath long been of thy Family . With legs that
move not , if they can , And useless arms , a Trunk of Man , He sits , and with a
vacant eye ; A Sight to make a Stranger sigh ! Deaf , drooping , that is now his
doom ...
1 Look at him - look again ! for He Hath long been of thy Family . With legs that
move not , if they can , And useless arms , a Trunk of Man , He sits , and with a
vacant eye ; A Sight to make a Stranger sigh ! Deaf , drooping , that is now his
doom ...
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Página 346 - Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make ; I see The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee ; My heart is at your festival, My head hath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss, I feel - I feel it all.
Página 345 - The rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the rose; The moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath past away a glory from the earth.
Página 28 - As a huge stone is sometimes seen to lie Couched on the bald top of an eminence ; Wonder to all who do the same espy, By what means it could thither come, and whence; So that it seems a thing endued with sense : Like a sea-beast crawled forth, that on a shelf Of rock or sand reposeth, there to sun itself...
Página 352 - Hence, in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be, Our Souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the Children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Página 27 - But how can He expect that others should Build for him, sow for him, and at his call Love him, who for himself will take no heed at all? I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous Boy, The sleepless Soul that perished in his pride...
Página 78 - Of tender joy wilt thou remember me, And these my exhortations! Nor, perchance — If I should be where I no more can hear Thy voice, nor catch from thy wild eyes these gleams Of past existence — wilt thou then forget That on the banks of this delightful stream We stood together; and that I, so long A worshipper of Nature, hither came Unwearied in that service: rather say With warmer love — oh! with far deeper zeal Of holier love.
Página 351 - But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing...